Nashville's Burning; Lawrence Beckons...
(Amended May 2, 2007.)
Hello hello hello... I'm writing from a burnished aluminum bench at the Replay Lounge in Lawrence, Kansas. Took us nine hours to drive here from Nashville, and the trip was as absurdly calamitous as one might expect, given our pedigree. This Is My Condition (with guest avant-honker Dan Kozak) began blazing just moments ago, so I ought to bugger off soon. Of course, we've got tons of pix from last night to sort through and post - we'll get to it ASAP.
In brief: Nashville was brilliant... A great set from Taiwan Deth, then bluesy math-rock riffage from Austin's Stnnng, then perverted emo-pop from locals Apollo Up, then us... Mayhem.
Leslie Keffer performed with us. That wild-ass bitch has enormous balls. (And tombstone teeth. And slutpants to spare...) And such a great hostess! Endless cups of Cuban coffee, and many Lindsay Lohan posters to grok... Anyhow, we wrecked the Springwater. Such nice fucking people. Half-strangled shouts to everyone, especially the obviously lost and hopelessly wasted golf shop employee who spilled not one but three beers on the corner of our merch table. Many thanks!
Back to the now - we rev it up in two hours. Updates, a selection of images and (probably) vid to follow.
Love,
Tom
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(Graham wrings the kinks out of his gear prior to lift-off... Other wrinkles were of course immune to ironing.)
(TS loses his locks, but retains the vanity... Same old solipsistic story.)
(Our beauty school drop-outs have no bloody future at all...)
(GM, newly-scalped, stands tall in Hillbilly Heaven, somewhere the Hell north of Atlanta.)
(Leslie and Ben, rock fucking starlets par excellence.)
(Starsky lives!)
(LK prevents celebutante draft disasters by exiting the TLASILA limo with radio axe affixed to her cookie... Wolcott refuses to peep.)
(A perfect hostess, and America's hottest punk-noise princess... Can we get a slightly off-key amen?)
(Angela... The transmutation of human desire... Sigh, etc. Our loss is Taiwan Deth's immeasurable gain.)
Hello hello hello... I'm writing from a burnished aluminum bench at the Replay Lounge in Lawrence, Kansas. Took us nine hours to drive here from Nashville, and the trip was as absurdly calamitous as one might expect, given our pedigree. This Is My Condition (with guest avant-honker Dan Kozak) began blazing just moments ago, so I ought to bugger off soon. Of course, we've got tons of pix from last night to sort through and post - we'll get to it ASAP.
In brief: Nashville was brilliant... A great set from Taiwan Deth, then bluesy math-rock riffage from Austin's Stnnng, then perverted emo-pop from locals Apollo Up, then us... Mayhem.
Leslie Keffer performed with us. That wild-ass bitch has enormous balls. (And tombstone teeth. And slutpants to spare...) And such a great hostess! Endless cups of Cuban coffee, and many Lindsay Lohan posters to grok... Anyhow, we wrecked the Springwater. Such nice fucking people. Half-strangled shouts to everyone, especially the obviously lost and hopelessly wasted golf shop employee who spilled not one but three beers on the corner of our merch table. Many thanks!
Back to the now - we rev it up in two hours. Updates, a selection of images and (probably) vid to follow.
Love,
Tom
---
(Graham wrings the kinks out of his gear prior to lift-off... Other wrinkles were of course immune to ironing.)
(TS loses his locks, but retains the vanity... Same old solipsistic story.)
(Our beauty school drop-outs have no bloody future at all...)
(GM, newly-scalped, stands tall in Hillbilly Heaven, somewhere the Hell north of Atlanta.)
(Leslie and Ben, rock fucking starlets par excellence.)
(Starsky lives!)
(LK prevents celebutante draft disasters by exiting the TLASILA limo with radio axe affixed to her cookie... Wolcott refuses to peep.)
(A perfect hostess, and America's hottest punk-noise princess... Can we get a slightly off-key amen?)
(Angela... The transmutation of human desire... Sigh, etc. Our loss is Taiwan Deth's immeasurable gain.)
Comments
Did the video from Nashville come out ok? I *hope* I hit the record button....
Took me until Saturday afternoon to make the XEX > T. Smith connection - again. I read all about it a long time ago.
If the video did in fact come out, can you get me a copy - whenever? I sent you an email via the contact on the dormant tlasila web.
Oh, and come back real soon.
Joisy Mike
Nashville, TN